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The Throne of Agony

Foetus

Nail

1985

the throne of agony
My conscience, constitution's naggin' me
Clock up another tracheotomy
Stab another dagger in back of me
The dark gods burnt ma evil

goin' Where we goin'
Stab me in the heart and let the love flow
Where we goin'! Where we goin'
To get you back, where do I sign?
We will find later where

I done seen the struggle
I done seen it all day
It's about to go down
I ain't talking mayday
Niggas stab you In your back no melee
I know you sick

burn through his head
Till the skin scratch Shrek
On the disks in his neck
Man I'm left impressed
I'm the best
They confused, and distressed by my text

The Hop

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life

1996

don't stop, we on the ghetto prize on the top
You know we come back and do the hop
Shorties in the place, all the shorty rocks, do the hop
You gotta

times from back in the day
Outweighed by the bad and suppressed by the pain?
I know you think that I'm still playing with the same games
I know that I'm

I'm Bone

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

T.H.U.G.S. [Circuit City Exclusive] [Bonus Ringtone]

2007

the rawest in town
Cause I'm a (Thug By Nature), strictly for the paper
Ain't nobody steppin' to Steve (B-O-N-E)
I come with the ones, I come with the guns

wave back
And we're guided by a priest
Who's had a little too much to drink to speak so clearly like
But it doesn't matter 'cause we've got each other

Talking bout Lil Dicky spitting on sway in the morning
Hit up Steve's IG If ya day is boring
Got that heat comedy that you can't ignore
I'm in your girl

You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

lying
Girl of your dreams
Like I'm made in your mind

Tell by the cloth
I'm not none of these bitches
I came to cut up
Mane you hoes gon need stitches

I

my time was running out, see you had no patience
I'm done, can you save me, my demons tryna tame me

My closest niggas stab me in my back but it ain't

just know we all kings
Made in the image of the creator of all things
Put my white hoe on game she like y'all mean
I wasn't into Steve Jobs
I was into

that it sucks, cause you got a frown
I had some niggas stab me in the back
Lot of "I owe you" I ain't getting back
They got my dick in they mouth, and my

so please stay I beg
Made it through hell and back, yet I still bleed

Hate me, take me, throw me away
Take my heart, stab it, throw in my grave
Take

We've lost for ever reason
We stopped the evil bitch
No matter what we had before
Bodies just burn in streets

No one will take my crown
I'll stab it

feeling like Steve Nash
I'm doing donuts I hope I don't crash (shhh)
He want a promo, boy send me the cash, woah woah
Did it all by myself, solo (yeah)
Got

shit make me feel a lil lazy
In Love with the Paper
Hit Cali come back with the Flavors
Bad-Boy, I was riding with Takers
Try to run, you ain't done, we

My forth little children will one day live in a nation
Where they will not be judge
By the colour of their skin
But the content of their character I

about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used

a whole lot of cash
Race to the money like flash
Adding up numbers do math
Don’t trust none you give your last
They gon stab you in the back
Soon as they

Jerry and Steve
Stayed when you leave and you still blaming me
Put it all on my back a still climb up a tree
I’m reliving this phase need someone to talk

eyes
Tell me that you love me or somebody gon' die
Yeah, this love, it got me heartless, left me heartless
You ain't stab me in my back, you stabbed me